My Prince (Spock x reader)

Chapter 35

After breakfast, you found your Vulcan family to be greeted by Amanda instantly embracing you into a joyful hug.

"I can't believe I'll finally be a grandmother!" She squealed. You softly pulled away with a chuckle.

"Please calm down, we have to try to get through the first trimester first, this is a rather high-risk pregnancy, after all." You reminded.

"(Y/N) is correct in this case, she has anxiety and is carrying a hybrid child, we should be helping her stay calm rather than trying to excite her." Sarek agreed.

Spock slowly dragged you away from his bubbly mother before speaking up, "How was your talk with Cal?"

"Oh! It went rather well actually, we're going to send me back to the Vulcan kingdom and excuse me from the meetings by covering it up with a case of thyriddean flu!"

"The one that causes extreme dehydration with projectile vomiting?"

"That's the one!" You nodded, it was then that a creek was heard in the wall behind Sarek as a small door opened up. Spock held you close as the four of you stepped back.

"(Y/N)." A familiar voice growled from inside. Your heart raced in your chest as you huddled closer to your husband, A scraggly man with a scruffy grey beard crawled out. It was your father- or more like a husk of once was your abuser.

"Darek, if you do not leave us, I will use violence against you," Sarek warned as he stepped in front of Darek.

"Really, Sarek? Using violence against me even though you were the one who stole my daughter and made my son exile me?" He accused.

"Your conspiracy theories are getting out of hand, I'd suggest that you leave."

"Once you give back my daughter. Hey sweetie, still being a little slut I see?"

"I am not a-" You begin to yell before being cut off.

"Ashayum," Your husband whispered to you. You simply nodded in reply, keeping silent.

"Oh I see, Spock's now controlling you. That's what I'd expect from someone who forces themselves onto others, I did see the newspapers by the way. Vulcan Prince and Human Princess Are Seen Committing Sinful Acts, Prince Spock and Princess (Y/N)'s Relationship: True Love or Stockholm Syndrome. Small Handmaiden Kieran: Close Friend or Secret Lover? All of these prove that you both are lying bastards!"

"Darek, you're extremely mentally unstable, I hope you get help." Sarek sighed, he then grabbed the maniac and pinched the base of his neck making him fall to the ground unconscious. "Are you alright, Princess?" Sarek asked as he waved down a guard.

"Um- I don't know yet- I-I kind of need to process everything." You answered shakily as Spock rubbed your back softly.

"That's understandable, you and Spock should go somewhere private to calm you down, I can tell that you're holding back your panic."

"We will see you two later, then. T'hy'la, do you wish to head to the library?" Spock directed to you. You simply nodded and he guided you away. Once there, he sat you down on one of the couches and went to ask one of the servants for something as you fiddled with your dress. He sat back down next to you and pulled you into him as tears began to fall from your eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, I just never wanted to see him again." You sniffled.

"There is no need for guilt, he is at fault for this, not you. We just need to get you calmed down to avoid too much stress." He encouraged. "My parents are already arranging a carriage to take you back in the morning, I have to stay here, but Kirk will accompany you. Is this alright?"

"Yes, this will do. I can't help but feel bad for all of this." You sighed.

He cupped your cheek and rubbed it gently with his thumb, "You really shouldn't, none of this is your fault, ashayum." You let out a sigh as you leaned back into him. "Are you sure you'll be alright?"

"Yes, I'm just tired."
"I would imagine, today has been rather eventful, it isn't even twelve pm yet." He noted, you both sat there quietly until you spoke up.

"Hey, Spock?"

"Yes?"

"You're not going to leave me because of all this, are you?" You questioned anxiously, he let out a sigh and moved slightly making you sit up. He looked into your tear-streaked face with his eyes, full of sadness and longing. He held onto your hand and brushed your knuckles with his thumb.

"T'hy'la, you know full and well that I wouldn't do that to you, that is your anxiety taking over you once more. Once I get back, I will be doing more research so I can help you further overcome this." He promised.

"Thank you." "It is quite alright, let's get you ready to leave tomorrow."